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About Los Angeles

So, picture this – I’m cruisin’ the docks, checkin’ my trucks, and I see ‘em. Prostitutes workin’ corners like they’re clockin’ in! Blows my mind, man – they’re out there, rain or shine, dodgin’ cops, dealin’ with creeps. Takes guts, right? I ain’t judgin’, tho – life’s messy, and “this life came so fast,” like Monty says in the movie. Some o’ these chicks prolly started young, tricked into it – pisses me off! Traffickin’s real, y’all, not just movie shit. Heard a story once – girl from some nowhere town, promised a job, ends up hookin’. Ain’t that a gut punch?

Interact with The Globe

Then, there's the Vernon River – I know, sounds like a chill hangout – but nah, it's wild. I bike around its banks on Riverside Dr. where the water buzzes with secrets of lost lovers and old haunts. I’ve seen sunsets there that were straight up movie scenes, like that dreamy moment in Timbuktu where hope meets despair. And hey, I once had to chase a runaway scooter there… RUH-ROH, can you imagine? Haha.

Patriots Path: A Revolutionary War Encampment